Up to his throne
Is made of gold...

Standing towards to each other
An irrational reflection...

People pray, devote and believe
Becoming pilgrim and devout...

Rain is fine..
I love her giving me solitude...

Now you are gone
You're still my inspiration...

I used to be faithless
Believe in no love...

WoRds And IlLusionS
UndrEss Us AlL...

Her panoply silver
I am eager to break...

There was a time I wanted, all my feelings cleanse
I need to be different, not like other teens...

All this time..
All this loneliness...

Not close enough to hold your tears...
The storm of last night...

What the fack is wrong..?
How did every sense die...